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With a sound of grandfather, the mahogany carved door is pushed open by Mo yanjue.

On the same mahogany carved bed, the old man's expression of pain was on his face, and his mouth was constantly humming, "ouch, ouch.".

In front of the bed, song Qingyun, wearing a white coat, is listening to the old man's heart with a stethoscope.

Listen to the Mo Yan Jue open the door to come in, the heart is also a fierce contraction.

Just under an operation, was called by the old man, clothes are not in time to change.

In order to cooperate with the old man pretending to be ill, he forced him to make a blind date tomorrow.

He didn't dare to refuse even if he didn't want to.

At this moment, the back has already climbed up a thin layer of sweat, the expression is even more uneasy.

Having known Laomo for so many years, he is well aware of his fierce temper. If he finds out about it, can he and Yang Yilin have good fruit to eat?

Even in the face of the old man and the Yang family, it doesn't mean they don't settle accounts with them after they go back.

The more you think about it, the more nervous you think about it, the more nervous you will feel

When Mo yanjue stepped forward to ask the old man about his condition, song Qingyun shook his stethoscope hand slightly.

"Um... He thought of the old man's words with threats and warnings, and his heart was trembling again. He had to try to keep calm, put on a random deep, and shook his head.

"Wait for me outside. I'll go out and tell you."

Long eyebrows raised tightly, black eyes toward the person on the bed a deep look, and then the face of iron green out of the room, and closed the door.

The moment the door closed.

Lying on the bed, the Hummer opened his eyes and directed at Song Qingyun, who was wearing cold sweat.

Song Qingyun is full of black lines. It's a pity that the old man doesn't act.

Reluctantly, he stretched out his hand and slapped the old man. He looked more uneasy. He really didn't know how to face his good brother.

The old man didn't feel at ease when he looked at his expression. He sat up and said sternly, "do you remember what I told you? Don't screw it up, or I'll just ask you! "

Song Qingyun helped his forehead. What should he do?

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Song Qingyun worked hard to calm down his emotions and walked out of the old man's room.

At the corner of the corridor, the tall and straight figure was standing there smoking. The hard look was covered by the light smoke, giving people an unreal feeling.

Song Qingyun looks flustered, and his heart is more empty.

"Appease?" There was a certain certainty in the faint voice, as if he had known for a long time that this was a special play for him.

"You know it all?"

Listening to his tone, song Qingyun knew that he didn't need to pretend any more, which made him feel relieved.

Mo yanjue looks the same, gently patted afraid song Qingyun on the shoulder, "fortunately bitter brother, busy also need to let you come to play."

Song Qingyun was ridiculed by him. His face turned white. "I'll leave first. If I have something to do with it, I'll call again. And ah, the old man's blood pressure is really a little high. Don't you mind."

Mo yanjue wrung out the cigarette end in his hand and released his hand on Song Qingyun's shoulder, "I know."

Stride just took two steps, and stopped, looking back, the expression does not change, "you should also grasp the major events of life."

Song Qingyun's warm face became embarrassed and coughed softly: "if you have time to worry about me, you'd better think about how to get through the old man's level..." www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!